Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

"Shall we make a deal?"

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi stared at the illusory light and shadow before him, his tone carrying a hint of coldness and scrutiny.

"You are nothing more than a lingering, unyielding obsession left behind by that person after their death."

"If I hadn't sheltered you within my own Dragon Qi Royal Court, you would have long since vanished from this world."

"You want to make a deal with me..."

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi shook his head slightly, a faint hint of sarcasm appearing on his lips.

"It's not too late to say these words to me after you've fused your skull together and returned to life."

Immediately afterwards, his gaze sharpened, and his tone suddenly turned cold.

"As for what you said, that you saw my son's blood being spilled at Zhang Mu's feet..."

"snort!"

"As long as I live, such a thing will not happen."

Before the words were finished, a series of dragon roars suddenly came from the dragon aura between the eyebrows of Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi.

Strands of dragon energy rose from within, intertwining and transforming into a chain that seemed to be cast from divine metal. It suddenly extended out, binding the illusory light and shadow, attempting to drag it back into the Dragon Energy Royal Court.

The chains were taut, making a clanging metallic scraping sound.

Simultaneously, the illusory light and shadow trembled slightly under the pull of the chains, appearing hazy and uncertain.

however.

Faced with Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi's actions, the illusory light and shadow did not struggle but stood quietly, as if it had expected all of this.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked a question that Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi had not expected.

"Liu Bingyi, do you know why I've been talking to you here for so long?"

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi was taken aback upon hearing this and was about to ask what it meant.

next moment.

His expression suddenly changed drastically, and almost instinctively, he flashed away, his movements as fast as lightning.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, and where Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi had just stood, a nine-section staff suddenly emerged, emanating a chilling aura.

"They were pretty quick at dodging."

A soft compliment rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped out from the void.

The newcomer was dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe and carried a nine-section staff; he was none other than Zhang Jiao.

"In this respect, you are much better than the dead Liu Zhao."

After speaking to Liu Bingyi, Zhang Jiao raised his hand and gently waved his nine-section staff, the tip of which swept across the dragon energy chain.

In an instant, the chains snapped as if cut by a sharp blade, breaking into inch by inch and transforming into primordial dragon energy that flew back to the dragon energy palace on the forehead of Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi.

"It's you?!?"

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi's face darkened, and his eyes surged with anger.

What exactly is going on with this Taoist priest?

When they attacked Liu Zhao before, they appeared out of nowhere; now that they've come looking for him, they're launching a sneak attack from behind again.

His actions and conduct showed none of the lofty demeanor of a Taoist master.

If it weren't for the fact that this person was dressed in a Taoist robe, he would almost have suspected that the old Taoist was a swordsman from the Mo Sect who was skilled in assassination.

"it's me."

Zhang Jiao responded with a smile, his tone calm. He then turned his head and stared intently at the illusory light and shadow, his gaze filled with scrutiny and understanding.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm not too late, am I?"

"Not too late! You've come at the perfect time." The illusory figure spoke calmly, without a trace of surprise.

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi, watching the two talking as if no one else was around, suddenly realized that it must be because the other party had taken advantage of his weakness when he fought Zhang Jiao last time.

He used some kind of Taoist supernatural power to secretly connect with the illusory light and shadow residing in his Dragon Qi Royal Court.

Once he understood this, even the mild-mannered King Seonjo Liu Bingyi could not hide his anger.

He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Buzz!"

An imperial seal, imbued with the power of a supreme ruler, appeared above his head, radiating an aura that could suppress mountains and rivers.

at the same time.

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi now held a crimson longsword, its blade as red as blood, its light flickering erratically, and a faint dragon's roar emanating from it.

Zhang Jiao glanced around Lousang Village in the night, then looked at the dimly lit city of Zhuojun in the distance...

He said, "Liu Bingyi, do you really want to have a fight with this old Taoist priest here?"

Zhang Jiao spoke calmly, and as he spoke, three volumes of heavenly books—Heaven, Earth, and Man—simultaneously appeared above his head.

As the pages turned, runes flowed, emanating a vast and boundless Daoist aura.

Although Zhang Jiao was unwilling to let innocent civilians suffer because of his great battle with Liu Bingyi, if even this Han emperor, who had once treated the people with benevolence, did not care about the lives of these people, why would he be afraid to fight him?

Sensing the imposing aura emanating from Zhang Jiao, which was no less powerful than his own, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi tightened his grip on his sword slightly.

After a moment of silence, reason finally prevailed over anger.

He slowly exhaled, his gaze fixed intently on Zhang Jiao, his tone carrying a hint of warning.

"Old Taoist priest, you'd better take care of yourself!"

"You killed Liu Zhao first, and now you're colluding with this one. When that person makes their move in the future, even Zhang Mu won't be able to protect you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi glanced deeply at Zhang Jiao and the illusory figure, then stepped back and disappeared into the void behind him.

Zhang Jiao did not stop Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi from leaving.

To avoid widespread bloodshed, he had no intention of engaging in a royal showdown with them within Han territory.

Only when he could no longer sense the aura of Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi did Zhang Jiao slowly turn his head to look at the illusory light and shadow.

"Fellow Daoist, did you leave with this old Daoist?"

Zhang Jiao paused, then said gently, "Or... while this obsession is still unresolved, should we finish what we haven't accomplished?"

Zhang Jiao recognized the illusory figure's former identity and saw that its essence was nothing more than a wisp of undying obsession.

therefore.

He did not impose any restrictions on the other party, and his tone was respectful and tolerant.

The illusory light and shadow did not answer immediately.

He closed his eyes as if searching for something, remained silent for a long time, and then slowly opened his eyes, letting out a long sigh.

"Liu Xiu was truly ruthless..."

The voice of the illusory light and shadow carried endless desolation and sorrow.

"Between heaven and earth, I cannot sense even a trace of my own bloodline remaining in this world."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiao's mind conjured up the image of his daughter, Zhang Ning, and he felt a slight tremor in his heart.

He felt deeply about the concept of illusory light and shadow.

Without him.

Because what Zhang Jiao is going to do next year is no different from what this illusory light and shadow did in his previous life, and it can even be said that it is even more so.

If he fails...

The outcome will certainly not be much better than that of a mere illusion or shadow.

For a moment, the two, whose fates were similar and whose goals were the same, fell into a silent silence.

a long time.

The illusory light and shadow spoke first, breaking the silence.

Following the scent left by Liu Bei, he looked in the direction Liu Bei and Jian Yong had gone and said, "Fellow Daoist, will you one day follow the same path as I did in my lifetime—the path of usurping...and rebelling against the Han dynasty?"

"If that's the case."

The illusory figure's gaze narrowed slightly as it pointed at Zhang Jiao, saying, "This boy could be a breakthrough point."

"He will be the future destiny of the Han Dynasty, and also the gamble that the emperors of Liu Han placed on in the chaotic world."

The illusory light and shadow returned the favor, highlighting Liu Bei's existence to Zhang Jiao, hoping to help Zhang Jiao with his plans regarding Han Ji.

However, what he didn't expect was...

Upon hearing his words, Zhang Jiao gazed intently at Liu Bei, who was walking away alongside Jian Yong in the distance, and his tone suddenly became distant.

"Fellow Daoist, do you truly believe that this old Daoist is unaware of this child's existence?"

Just then, another voice came from the direction of the big mulberry tree!

"When this child was born, it was the Taoist priest who delivered him."

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the trunk of the large mulberry tree, and a young Zhang Jiao emerged from it.

He continued, "At that time, the emperors of the Han dynasty had not yet turned their attention to Liu Bei."

The elderly Zhang Jiao, in his youthful form, stand side by side, their faces similar, yet their temperaments are completely different.

One is as calm and steady as an abyss, the other as flamboyant as the wind.

He was stunned by the illusory light and shadow, and didn't react for a long time.

Staring at the two Zhang Jiaos before him, and considering the terrifying words they uttered, the illusory light and shadow couldn't help but let out a sigh of self-deprecation.

"Fellow Daoist, your thoughts are profound and your plans are meticulous."

"If his path to enlightenment is not cut short, he may one day reach the realm of Li Er, thus adding another Dao Ancestor to the Daoist sect who can rival the Immortal Emperor Realm."

Faced with the praise of the illusory light and shadow, the elderly Zhang Jiao remained silent and made no comment.

Instead, the young Zhang Jiao let out a sneer, his tone tinged with disdain.

"Master Dao is not the only one who is far-sighted and meticulous in his planning."

"Aside from those old monsters who reek of decay, isn't there one right now in Bingzhou?"

"Langya intervened in Zhuge Liang's fate, and now..."

The young Zhang Jiao suddenly turned his gaze towards the direction of Zhuojun County, his nose twitched slightly, and he sniffed the air.

"Hmm, I can smell that kid's scent again."

"Wang Mang!"

The young Zhang Jiao directly called out the name of the illusory light and shadow, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery.

"Both are outliers, but Daoist, I have a feeling that if you put that kid in your former position, Liu Xiu would be easily killed by him."

Seeing his younger self speak so recklessly, the elderly Zhang Jiao shook his head helplessly and turned to the illusory light and shadow with an apologetic smile.

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me. When I was young, I was used to speaking without restraint."

He then glared at Zhang Jiao, one of his "Dao Corpses," signaling him to shut up.

But what the elderly Zhang Jiao did not expect was...

Just as he finished doing all this, a mocking voice came from above.

"Old Taoist priest with a bull's nose, is this what you looked like when you were young?"

His voice carried a hint of mockery and amusement.

Everyone looked up...

Suddenly, Zhang Mu appeared in mid-air, looking down at them with a half-smile, his eyes mischievous. "You know what, he's almost half as handsome as Mu!"

The elderly Zhang Jiao was taken aback. Just as he was about to ask Zhang Mu why he was here, Zhang Mu spoke first.

"Imperial Jade Liquor?!"

Both Zhang Jiaos were taken aback, their faces full of confusion, completely baffled by the meaning behind this young friend's seemingly nonsensical words.

"Is the code wrong? Let's try a few more."

Zhang Mu muttered to himself, his words flowing like a torrent of pearls.

Which company has the best excavator technology?

"Ma Shi Yao Mei?"

"You don't even know that??"

"You can lose the team fight, but you should know what absolutely matters—that some characters must die, right?"

The two Zhang Jiaos looked at each other, completely unable to keep up with Zhang Mu's leaping thoughts.

They subconsciously followed Zhang Mu's gaze, and finally, their eyes were fixed on the illusory light and shadow.

in the night.

The illusory light and shadow swayed slightly, whether disturbed by the sudden question or unable to bear the gaze of the two Zhang Jiaos, it was unclear.